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HYMN 174. A Hymn after a Farewell Sermon.
Shine forth, O Lord, upon our Souls,
And let thy Showers fall,
That so we may be rooted well,
And flourish great and small.
And let thy Showers fall,
That so we may be rooted well,
And flourish great and small.
We have a sweet reviving time,
Who lately seem'd as dead;
When shall we be as in the prime?
O raise our withered Head!
Who lately seem'd as dead;
When shall we be as in the prime?
O raise our withered Head!
We have had a sore Winters day,
A pinching time was here;
But shall such Weather fly away,
And springing times draw near?
A pinching time was here;
But shall such Weather fly away,
And springing times draw near?
We praise thy great and glorious Name
For Seasons we have had,
O let us not be put to shame,
But in thy self be glad.
For Seasons we have had,
O let us not be put to shame,
But in thy self be glad.
We now must part, and for a while
Not see each other here;
So let us walk, that when Christ comes,
With him we may appear,
Not see each other here;
So let us walk, that when Christ comes,
With him we may appear,
And sing sweet Songs of Melody,
And Joy in God above;
And ravish'd be eternally
With his transcendant Love.
And Joy in God above;
And ravish'd be eternally
With his transcendant Love.
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